Culled FlowersScott, 1839 - Всего страниц: 175 |
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... bloom When the stars give quiet light , And let us offer our faint perfume On the silent shrine of night . " Call it not wasted , the scent we lend To the breeze , when no step is nigh ; Oh , thus for ever the earth should send Her ...
... bloom When the stars give quiet light , And let us offer our faint perfume On the silent shrine of night . " Call it not wasted , the scent we lend To the breeze , when no step is nigh ; Oh , thus for ever the earth should send Her ...
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... shower , To wounded hearts are given , To quicken with their balmy power The blessed seeds of Heaven ; And flowers of bright immortal bloom Burst from the darkness of the tomb . H. R. 7 8 EVENING MUSINGS . EVENING MUSINGS . Evening dews ...
... shower , To wounded hearts are given , To quicken with their balmy power The blessed seeds of Heaven ; And flowers of bright immortal bloom Burst from the darkness of the tomb . H. R. 7 8 EVENING MUSINGS . EVENING MUSINGS . Evening dews ...
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... Blooming so fair in morning's beam Passing at eve away ; Teach this , and oh ! though brief your reign , Sweet flowers , ye shall not live in vain . Go , form a monitory wreath For youth's unthinking brow ; Go , and to busy manhood ...
... Blooming so fair in morning's beam Passing at eve away ; Teach this , and oh ! though brief your reign , Sweet flowers , ye shall not live in vain . Go , form a monitory wreath For youth's unthinking brow ; Go , and to busy manhood ...
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... bloom The pillow of the dying ; And softly speak , nor speak in vain , Of your long sleep and broken chain . And say that He who from the dust Recalls the slumbering flower ; Will surely visit those who trust His mercy and His power ...
... bloom The pillow of the dying ; And softly speak , nor speak in vain , Of your long sleep and broken chain . And say that He who from the dust Recalls the slumbering flower ; Will surely visit those who trust His mercy and His power ...
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... blooms unseen by men , Spreads there her leaf of rosy hue , A chalice for the morning dew , And ere the summer's sun can rise Drinks the pure waters of the skies . Wouldst thou that thy lot were given Thus to receive the dews of heaven ...
... blooms unseen by men , Spreads there her leaf of rosy hue , A chalice for the morning dew , And ere the summer's sun can rise Drinks the pure waters of the skies . Wouldst thou that thy lot were given Thus to receive the dews of heaven ...
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amaranthine art thou BARTON beam beauty beneath bird blessing blest bloom bower breast breath breeze bright brow burning CHAMOIS childhood's clouds CONVENIENT SEASON dark dear death deep dream dwell earth fair Fare thee Farewell feel flowers glad glee gloom glorious glory glow hath heart HELVELLYN HEMANS HENRY KIRKE WHITE hope hour JOHN HOWARD LAKE GENEVA land LAST RITES leaves life's light lone Mary mighty wanderer morning mortal may know mountain murmur ne'er Nebaioth night NORTH COUNTRIE o'er passing pinnace praise prayer reign o'er RHINE RHODODENDRON rose round scenes shade shadows roll shine sing skies SKY LARK sleep smile snowy white song sorrow soul spring stars stream SUNDEW sweet tears tell thine things thou art thou hast Thou wilt thought thy rest thy spirit tree voice WALK AT NOON weep wild wind wings WINTER WALK youth
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Стр. 145 - And if thou wilt make me an altar of stone, thou shalt not build it of hewn stone: for if thou lift up thy tool upon it, thou hast polluted it.
Стр. 40 - Whose fire was kindled at the prophets' lamp, The time of rest, the promised sabbath comes. Six thousand years of sorrow have well nigh Fulfilled their tardy and disastrous course Over a sinful world ; and what remains Of this tempestuous state of human things Is merely as the working of a sea Before a calm, that rocks itself to rest...
Стр. 61 - THE bird that soars on highest wing Builds on the ground her lowly nest ; And she that doth most sweetly sing Sings in the shade when all things rest : — In lark and nightingale we see What honor hath humility. 2 When Mary chose the better part, She meekly sat at Jesus...
Стр. 125 - O'er all the pleasant land! The deer across their greensward bound Through shade and sunny gleam; And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream. The merry homes of England! Around their hearths by night What gladsome looks of household love Meet in the ruddy light! There woman's voice flows forth in song Or childhood's tale is told, Or lips move tunefully along Some glorious page of old.
Стр. 124 - The stately homes of England, How beautiful they stand, Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land! The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam; And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Стр. 97 - When, on our deck reclined, In careless ease my limbs I lay And woo the cooler wind. I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side.
Стр. 43 - And Saba's spicy groves, pay tribute there. Praise is in all her gates : upon her walls, And in her streets and in her spacious courts, Is heard salvation. Eastern Java there Kneels with the native of the farthest west ; And ^Ethiopia spreads abroad the hand, And worships. Her report has travell'd forth Into all lands.
Стр. 164 - Since Trifles make the Sum of human things And half our misery from our foibles springs...
Стр. 53 - To make the river flow. The clouds might give abundant rain, The nightly dews might fall, And the herb that keepeth life in man Might yet have drunk them all. Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All...
Стр. 135 - O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day, Over the cloudlet dim, Over the rainbow's rim, Musical cherub, soar, singing, away! Then, when the gloaming comes, Low in the heather blooms Sweet will thy welcome and bed of love be! Emblem of happiness, Blest is thy dwelling-place, — Oh, to abide in the desert with thee ! JAMES HOGG To the Cuckoo O BLITHE new-comer!